Chapter 5: The Catacombs' Secret
The dorm room was a sanctuary after the catacombs' horrors, its air warm with fresh laundry and Enid's lavender perfume, a stark contrast to the crypt's damp chill. Oliver sat at his desk, the violet gem heavy in his palm, its hum a reminder of Eldric's reach, tying to the coin's serpent etching.
The gas lamp cast a soft glow, dancing across the peeling wallpaper, but the shadows felt deeper, the room smaller. Oliver needed more than raw power—he needed knowledge to unravel the Serpent's mystery.
I can't keep fighting blind. I'm a hammer, and Eldric's got a toolbox.
His fingers brushed his tie, grounding him as the System stirred:
[SYSTEM: Objective Unlocked: Potion Crafting. Unlock the Sanctum's Potion Lab.]
A sterile menu flared in his mind, glowing with options. His heart quickened, hope cutting through exhaustion. A problem I can solve. Alone.
He glanced at the door, half-expecting Wednesday's piercing stare, muttering, "At least this doesn't involve knives." The metallic tang lingered, linking to the catacombs' magic and the Weathervane's residue.
Enid slipped in, her pastel sweater a burst of color, blue eyes soft with concern. She offered a gummy bear, the bag crinkling. "You look like you're solving calculus with your brain," she said, voice gentle.
Her smile was warm, but her fingers fidgeted, echoing the strain he'd heard through the wall. She sees too much. She sees my fear.
Oliver forced a grin, voice strained. "Just… studying." The lie tasted bitter, and Enid's brows furrowed, her gaze searching. "Sometimes you just need to let go," she said, sitting beside him, her perfume overwhelming the musty air.
Her empathy was a lifeline, his chest tightening with guilt and gratitude. She gets it, without knowing why. She knows what it's like to fail expectations.
He took the gummy bear, its sweetness sharp, and nodded, fingers tightening around the gem. The System's secret weighed heavy, tying to the mirror's warning and the catacombs' danger.
The Potion Lab materialized in his mind—a glowing space of glass vials and bubbling cauldrons, air thick with bitter herbs and the metallic tang of magic, echoing the crypt's residue.
[SYSTEM: Vision Potion Formula Unlocked. Follow Steps Precisely.]
His hands shook as he followed the instructions, his desk cluttered with ingredients from Wednesday's cryptic texts—nightshade, bone dust. She's helping, but it's on me.
He pricked his finger, the needle's sting grounding him, adding a drop of blood. The potion glowed silver, and the System blared:
[SYSTEM: Vision Potion Brewed. Result: Superior. SP Awarded: 50.]
Relief washed over him, shoulders sagging, the gem's hum softening. The room's warmth felt fragile, the shadows watching, tying to the Serpent's mystery.
He dripped the potion onto the gem, and it flared with violet light, the air crackling. A vision hit: a crumbling library, warped shelves, a cloaked figure holding a glowing book, its pages pulsing with violet energy.
The image faded, a half-remembered dream. The System spoke, urgent:
[SYSTEM: The Wandless Serpent's Magic is Fading. The Artifacts Must Be Reunited Before the 'Grand Convergence.' Time is a Factor.]
Oliver's breath caught, fingers trembling as he hid the gem. A time limit. Great. The vision's weight settled in his gut, the library haunting him. What's the Grand Convergence? Eldric's plan, or something bigger?
Enid stood to leave, eyes lingering, smile strained. "You okay?" she asked, voice a whisper, fingers twisting her sweater's hem.
Oliver nodded, the lie heavy, but her gaze held understanding. She hugged him, her warmth a fleeting anchor, and left for her family, the door clicking shut.
The room's silence pressed in, lavender fading, and the System blared:
[SYSTEM: Sanctuary Unlocked. Seek the Creature of Insight.]
Oliver's heart raced, the gem's hum a reminder of his role. I'm a Host, with a Sanctuary to protect. The shadows watched, the next step in Nevermore's maze unfolding.
"Enid's too good for this place, for me. She sees my cracks, but I can't let her see the System. The gem, the potion—it's all tied to the Serpent, to Eldric. The vision showed a library, a book, a figure. The Grand Convergence sounds like a deadline, and I'm running out of time. I'm not just fighting monsters now; I'm chasing answers. The System's giving me tools, but it's not my master. I brewed that potion, not it. Enid's hug, Wednesday's texts—they're real, grounding me. Nevermore's a game, and I'm playing it my way."
"I'm so worried about him. Oliver's always tense, twitching his hands, like he's ready for a fight. He hides it with jokes, but his eyes are scared. I don't know how to help, but I want to. The air in his dorm feels wrong, like a storm's coming. That gem felt cold, dangerous, like Wednesday's magic but worse. My family wants my wolf, but I can't transform. What if Oliver's nature is just being a mess? I'll be here for him. He's my friend, and that matters."
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